Lucas: The Hunter Brothers Series (27 page)

“What?
Someone like Lucas Hunter,” she sneered sarcastically, weaving her way across
the lounge and mumbling something about a glass of water. It was a fair point.

 
I left her to it. She’d be comatose in less
than five minutes and I had work in the morning. Maybe I’d sleep now and
finally shut down the torturous images of Lucas and Marianne that had blighted
my night.

Jealousy
was something I was going to have to work on – together with attitude and
patience, not to mention running my own business and turning a profit when I
had no experience and hardly any clients.

I
finally fell asleep, dreaming that I was climbing a mountain in stilettos. I
had Dex on my back and one very beautiful and complex individual holding my
harness and controlling my fate. I could reach the blissful precipice that
shone though the glorious sunlight, or plummet onto the cold hard rocks that
signalled certain death. It seemed pretty apt.

CHAPTER 21

I
had an appointment with Zac at lunchtime. I needed the measurements of the room
where the main party would be for my most audacious idea yet, and was halfway
up a step ladder when I heard footsteps approaching and a very familiar soft,
low chuckle.

“What
on earth are you doing, Miss Evangelista?” Lucas asked, the humour evident in
his voice as I turned and smiled, clinging to the ladder as I wobbled slightly.
I’d never been a fan of heights.

“She’s
measuring up for the cages,” Zac said as I started my shaky descent, keen to
get back on terra firma.

“Cages?”
Lucas
frowned gently. I hadn’t told him about this bit.

“Yes,
I thought it might be fun to have the dancers in cages suspended overhead.
Structurally it’s a bit of a headache,” I smiled as he laughed gently.

“She
was re-thinking it, but you know how I am, Lucas. I fucking love half naked
girls frolicking in cages,” Zac grinned as Lucas laughed.

“There
will be some guys too,” I smiled as Zac pulled a face and I couldn’t help but
laugh. I had never met anyone more suited to running a sex club, jumping
slightly as he snapped his fingers and Lily came running. At least she was trying
to run; those heels must have been seven inches high.

“In
the cage,” he growled.

“Yes,
master,” she smiled sweetly, scurrying away as he watched her go, licking his
lips and I knew I wouldn’t have his attention for very much longer.

“How
long do you want the entertainment scheduled for?” I asked, feeling Lucas’s
strong hand as it weaved its way around my waist. I wondered momentarily if I’d
ever get to do a normal business pitch that wasn’t thick with sexual tension.

“A couple of hours.
I’ll be
in the office later if you need me,” he smiled, turning his back and
disappearing through the same door as Lily. Lucas bent to kiss me, pulling me
tight against his chest and sending a wonderful shiver right through me as I
smiled up at him.

He
was definitely in a better mood.

“I
saw you were here and decided to join you. I can’t make our usual afternoon,”
he said, brushing soft lips tenderly against mine. These were the kind of
surprises I could live with. “Are you done here?”

“Yes.
I hadn’t thought the cage thing through as thoroughly as I should have. I
wanted them suspended from the ceiling, but the health and safety demands
certain weight bearing capacity and Zac would have to structurally reinforce
the entire ceiling. That doesn’t come cheap in a stately home; it was a basic
error and I should have realised,” I said, certain that my partner would be
less than impressed. My oversight came from too much enthusiasm and lack of
experience. It was a lesson learnt.

“So
what now?” he asked as I smiled up at him.

“I’ve
sourced some indoor scaffolding that will suspend the cages from a fixed bar
that will run between them. I needed the height and the width of the room to
see how much space it’ll take up. I went to see them this morning and I’m
confident we can disguise the structure. The room will be dark and gothic with
very low lighting, so they’ll be obscured from view. The last thing I want
everyone to see when they walk in is a ton of metal,” I smiled as he raised his
eyebrows.

“It
sounds like you’ve found your solution,” he smiled proudly as I nodded.

“Yeah,
I wasn’t looking forward to telling Zac he couldn’t have the cages,” I laughed
as he joined me.

“Well
done, Jess,” he said as my heart soared with the praise. I’d fucked it up in
the first place, but I’d found a way around it and it hadn’t been
insurmountable. Maybe I should be a little less hard on myself.

“What
are we waiting for then?” he said, brushing my lips again and leading me to our
familiar room.

I
wondered for a second whether to bring up last night, but I didn’t want to sour
his mood, deciding against it as he took my hand and led me gently to the wall.
He was taking his time, silently undressing me before devouring my lips eagerly
as a shiver of excitement ran through my flesh.

He
took his time kissing every inch of me, firm hands running over soft skin and
igniting it beneath his touch. If he was trying to show me this relationship
was worth investing in, then my God he was doing it. I was moaning softly,
electrical surges running to my pussy as he nuzzled my neck, stroking and
pinching my nipples as they swelled beneath his fingers. “Beautiful,” he said
over and over again as I drifted into a relaxed state of euphoria, desperate
for the feel of him and yearning for more.

He
pulled back, turning me around to face the cuffs, securing them to my wrists
and swiping my hair gently across my shoulder, tracing the area with a string
of soft nibbling kisses as I moaned gently. “Brave girl,” he whispered. That
was one word for it - ‘crazy’ was the other. I looked up at the fur lined
restraints and tried to steady my breathing.

“Spread
your legs, baby,” he said, running his hands the full length of my thighs, over
my calves and down to my ankles, stroking them softly.
 
A low groan escaped his lips as he secured
the soft fastenings. I was trapped. Whatever happened now was up to my
Dominant. He traced his hands tantalisingly slowly up the insides of my thighs
as they came to rest on my black lace thong. It was the only item of clothing
that remained.

“You
look incredible in lace, but you look even better out of it,” he said
seductively and I gasped as he ripped them off in an aggressive gesture that I
felt right between my thighs. “You’re so wet for me,” he groaned, running his
fingers the length of my pussy as I drowned in sensation, feeling his hot deep
breath on the back of my neck, shuddering in anticipation of what was to come.

I
moaned at the feeling of abandonment as he moved away, listening to his
movements and trying to establish what game we would be playing today. I wasn’t
blindfolded, but facing the wall and it was almost as effective. I tensed as I
felt the soft falls glide across my back. There were many strands, and I knew
that today my beautiful Dom was about to acquaint me with the flogger as I
swallowed hard.

 
I’d watched him demonstrate this in the
dungeon and wished since that day to be the one he was unleashing his power on,
wondering how I’d feel. I was trembling nervously, blood racing through my
pumping heart, excited, aroused and aching for his touch.

I
was aware of every sound in the quiet room. I heard his bare feet on the hard
floor as he took a small step back, and the deep breath he inhaled before he surprised
me, bringing his bare palm down against the exposed cool flesh of my backside
as I gasped in shock. He spanked me once more before running his fingers over
my swollen lips, dipping them inside me.

“I
want you to relax. Listen only to me and your beautiful body,” he said, kissing
my ear before stepping away. Soft, low melodic music struck up in the
background as I listened to the sound, following the beats as I relaxed against
my restraints.

I
heard a sharp intake of air, before the swish of the flogger and I braced for
contact, crying out as it connected. Instant heat seeped out from every cell that
had felt its contact, but the reality was different from the fantasy.

It
landed with a softness I hadn’t anticipated as I realised that these weren’t
the falls of leather, they were fur; thuddy against my skin and warming the
flesh in their wake as I moaned out loud. I didn’t know where the next one
would land, arching my back as far as the restraints would allow, waiting for
him to stoke the fire he’d lit deep inside my centre.

The
blows were unusual and less painful than I’d imagined. It was like being
spanked by lots of tiny soft hands, feeling the wetness pooling between my
thighs as the snap of the flogger merged with the beats of the music.

I’d
been counting, but lost track as pleasure, pain and heat engulfed my senses and
my mind fell into a trance that was almost hypnotic.
 

I
shivered as I felt his fingers travel across my body, tracing the ecstatic
warmth. He touched me over and over, soft fingers charging my skin with an
electrical current as he traced what I assumed to be the marks of the flogger
before he started on my legs.

He
was soft and then firm, landing glorious kisses on the backs of my knees as I
shuddered in delight. The further he rose, the more my centre responded in a
need that was almost painful and I could feel my juices seeping onto my thighs.

He
ran gentle fingers close to my pounding core as I moaned in need, just missing
my pussy as I tried to move against the restraints and dictate their wonderful
path. He was denying me and holding back from touching my most desperate parts,
increasing the sensitivity in every other part of my body as his palms ran
across my thighs, moving around my body until they hit my stomach and moved
slowly towards my breasts.

I
arched further to allow him access as he held the mounds of tender flesh in his
hands, squeezing my nipples hard between his thumb and forefinger sending a
blistering pulse of pure sex to my clit.

It
was pounding in response and Lucas kneaded, grazed and nipped. I was moaning in
unstoppable pleasure, feeling as though I might come from this touch alone. It
was as though he were controlling a wonderful current with his touch, running
between the two areas of my body as he removed one hand, softly feeling the
insides of my thighs, his fingers working through my dampness.

“Oh
fuck, baby, you’re so wet. I love how your sweet body lets me know that it
needs me so badly.”

“I
do need you, Sir. I need you to be inside me. Only your touch will do,” I
whispered through sharp raspy breaths as he groaned out loud, bending eventually
to release my legs and then my arms. I fell limply against him, bliss running
through every vein as he scooped me up gently. I gazed into his blazing eyes,
floating in the feel of strong muscular arms as he carried me across to the
bed.

He
lay me down slowly before flipping me over and running those incredible fingers
across my fur battered flesh. “You look incredible, pet,” he said, lifting my
hips and stroking the skin with firm hands. I heard the sound of his zip,
rustling fabric and the tear of foil before he climbed on the bed, pulling my
head back sharply with my hair, dragging me from my ecstatic haze.

I
moaned loudly as he slid the tip of his cock across my swollen folds, dripping
with moisture and desperate for his fullness as he held my hips with a strong
firm grip. I exhaled loudly, gasping eagerly for breath as he entered me
aggressively, punishing thrusts that fuelled my lust. He was unyielding,
relentless and powerful and all I wanted was more, engulfed in a euphoric
delirium that had me hovering on the precipice of my orgasm in seconds.

“Oh,
Sir, that feels so good,” I gasped, gripped from the inside out by excruciating
and indescribable pleasure, falling wantonly into the crushing bliss that
consumed me whole.

“Fuck,
Jess,” he cried through clenched teeth, his firm thrusts driving through my
orgasm faster and harder as he brought me to the brink again, gripping my
breasts and sending another hot burst of need straight to my pussy. We drowned
in one another, unravelling in a frenzied burst of carnal lust, until he slowed
down suddenly.

He
was responding to the needs of my body, his huge hard cock rubbing against that
special spot inside me as a deeper need awakened. “Precious girl,” he groaned,
quickening his pace as my pussy responded, thrusting harder and deeper until I
screamed in sheer abandonment, unravelling from deep in my core as Lucas
stilled behind me.

I
collapsed on the bed, consumed with a euphoric glow and absolutely exhausted.
Every nerve in my body was throbbing, punished with pleasure and my limbs were
spent. I was breathing rapidly as he lay beside me, rolling me sideways and
pulling me hard against his chest.

His
breathing was as erratic as my own as I settled against the dampness of that
sculpted chest and lifted my half closed eyes to him. “That was magnificent,”
he smiled, but I couldn’t answer. My silence said it all and he chuckled
softly.

I
wasn’t sure how long I’d been asleep, but when I woke he was still beside me,
stroking my hair gently and gazing, trance-like into the distance. I traced my
hands across the taut six pack of his abdomen, breaking his concentration as he
smiled down at me, looking utterly beautiful and my heart flipped in my chest.

“Hey,”
he said quietly, bending to kiss me as my eyes pricked with emotion. Here in
this club he totally overwhelmed me, and a solitary tear escaped from the
corner of my eye. He was frowning gently as I smiled up at him. “What is it?”
he asked as I shook my head.

“It’s
just all so intense,” I whispered as he nodded, and that was the truth. The sex
sent me stratospheric and bewildered my senses. He turned me inside out and I
didn’t know which way was up. Every day brought a new experience and a new
dilemma, and it wasn’t as easy to deal with as it looked on paper.